Unlimited death will become stronger

Chapter 17 This spiritual weapon sword is simply rubbish!
"Bastard boy, I have already told that boy Wang Yunfei that as long as you are in Bingling City, he will never dare to attack you!"

After Lei He returned to Tianbao Pavilion, he suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke directly to Bai Xiaotian.

Who is he, a seventh-rank alchemy master, able to refine seventh-rank pills, and is sought after by many Wuzun-level powerhouses, even if he is a Wudi-level powerhouse, he will be given some thin noodles, because he has a chance to refine eight-rank pills Elixir, even if the probability is very low.

But now, to be ridiculed and threatened by a trash who can't cultivate, and finally he has to admit it, this is simply a stain in his life!
If it wasn't for him needing to sit in Tianbao Pavilion in Bingling City for three months, and also to ensure that the sales of Tianbao Pavilion's pills here would not be a problem, how could he choose to give in in the end, at worst, he would just leave here.

Although this is the case, Lei He still couldn't hold back his breath. When he looked at Bai Xiaotian, a murderous intent suddenly flashed across his eyes, and he said in his heart: "Yueheifenggao kills the night, after tonight, you damn brat It will be a cold corpse!"

"Then I will thank Master Lei He for his help first. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

After Bai Xiaotian heard what Lei He said when he returned, he showed a victorious smile, and walked out of Tianbao Pavilion with Xingtu.

"Isn't this Young Master Wang? Now that your grandfather and I have come out of Tianbao Pavilion, if you dare, come and kill me!"

Walking out of Tianbao Pavilion, Bai Xiaotian happened to see Wang Yunfei who was about to leave, a playful look flashed in his eyes, and he shouted directly.

"What's the matter with the boss? I don't know why. I always feel that he is always looking for that kind of death on purpose. Even if you are not afraid of death, you can't just play around like this all the time!"

At this moment, Xing Tu looked at Bai Xiaotian in front of him, thinking secretly.

"Stinky boy, if Master Lei He hadn't backed you up, you would be a cold corpse now. Although I couldn't do anything to you in Bingling City, I don't believe that you would stay in Bingling City forever. Just wait and see!"

Hearing Bai Xiaotian's ridicule, Wang Yunfei suppressed the anger in his heart, stared at the other party after gritting his teeth, and then turned around and left quickly with the person.

"Come on, let's go to the Tianyu Weapons Store next."

Seeing Wang Yunfei leave, Bai Xiaotian greeted Xing Tu behind him with a touch of excitement.

"Boss, if you go to the Tianyu Weapons Store, don't you want to make trouble there too?"

When Xing Tu heard Bai Xiaotian's words, he suddenly felt a little uneasy, and asked quickly.

"Xing Tu, do you understand what it means to die?"

Bai Xiaotian stopped at this moment, looked at Xing Tu with an extremely serious expression and asked.

After Xingtu heard this, he nodded quickly and said, "Brother, I understand what it means to die, what's wrong?"

"Then do you understand what the highest state of death is?"

Bai Xiaotian continued to ask questions at this time.

Xing Tu shook his head this time, because he really didn't know what the highest level of death is. The question is, who the hell cares about whether there is any highest level of death, and how many of them are still alive? ?
"Then let me tell you, the highest level of dying is to keep dying, but still be able to live well. , what is needed is constant self-challenge, and my goal is to go farther and farther on the road to death."

At this moment, Bai Xiaotian spoke with great anticipation.

……

And after hearing these words, Xing Tu was completely stupefied, death is not a good word, how come Bai Xiaotian has become an extremely solemn, sacred and even worth fighting for?
Soon, Bai Xiaotian brought Xingtu to the Tianyu Weapons Shop. After entering the shop, countless spirit weapons were neatly arranged, which made people feel extremely comfortable.

"You two young masters, I don't know what kind of spiritual weapon you want to buy. If there is no one in the store, we also accept private customization, but the price will be much higher, but one thing can be guaranteed. The refiner is definitely second to none."

A man came over at this moment, looked at Bai Xiaotian and Xing Tu and said with a smile.

Bai Xiaotian didn't pay attention to it after hearing this, but went directly to a counter placed in the center of the store, pointed to a black saber inside and said: "Who made this spiritual weapon saber, it's rubbish!" !"

boom!
As Bai Xiaotian's voice fell, an extremely violent aura instantly enveloped the entire weapon shop.

"I, Leng Dingshan, an eighth-rank craftsman, I personally forged that Heiyao saber, which belongs to the best of the eighth-rank spiritual weapons. You actually called it rubbish. This is the biggest mockery for a craftsman!"

A burly middle-aged man strode over with a violent aura and an extremely angry expression.

"Ding! Mocking master Leng Dingshan's proud work, he succeeded in killing, rewarding the top hammering technique Wanshan Wind Hammering Technique!"

At this moment, the system's notification tone suddenly sounded, and then, a set of top-level training methods appeared in his mind, and at the same time, his body was also absorbing some special power.

After the ten breaths passed, Bai Xiaotian clearly realized that he had completely comprehended this top-level hammering technique, and his physical body was able to display it perfectly.

"At this time, rewarding me for this top-level hammering technique is forcing me to pretend!"

Bai Xiaotian is ready to be repaired by the other party, who would have thought that the system rewards would not allow it!
"Boss, you are a real bull. First you offended a seventh-rank alchemy master, and now you take the initiative to provoke an eighth-rank alchemy master. You are going to die and be gods. I want to see how you resolve this situation this time." Second crisis!"

Xing Tu thought to himself while staring at the indifferent Bai Xiaotian.

"It turns out that you are the craftsman who crafted this trash sword, so let me ask you, what is the most important thing about a spiritual weapon?"

Bai Xiaotian stared at Leng Dingshan who was approaching, and asked directly.

"Material!"

"No matter how top-notch a craftsman's crafting skills are, if he doesn't have good materials, he will never be able to create a spiritual weapon that he is proud of."

Hearing this, Leng Dingshan stared at Bai Xiaotian and replied directly.

"Bring me a piece of eighth-grade obsidian, and I will let you know why I said this black sword is rubbish!"

Bai Xiaotian stared at Leng Dingshan and said directly.

"Okay, I want to see what you want to do!"

After finishing speaking, Leng Dingshan directly took out a fist-sized obsidian from the interspatial ring, and handed it directly to Bai Xiaotian.

(End of this chapter)